Yue Yao looked at Yurong's expression and Li Yan pretending to be sick, and she already had a rough guess. She smiled mischievously and directly exposed them: "I guess... when Li Yan was grabbing something, he took the opportunity to push you onto the bed, trying to take advantage of you, right? Then you struggled desperately, but couldn't fight him off, so he forcefully kissed and touched you..."

"No touching!" Yurong hurried to clarify, but as soon as she said it, she immediately lowered her head in embarrassment. No touching meant there was a kiss... She was tricked into admitting it.

"Hehe, it's fine, you're married after all. Even if you kiss, it's nothing."

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Shouldn't we discuss Li Yan's condition? Should we take him to the hospital?" At this moment, Yurong felt that her earlier grievances against Li Yan were nothing compared to worrying about his safety.

"If you want him to embarrass himself, then take him." Yue Yao shrugged indifferently.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Yurong was confused by her. I want to take him to the hospital because I'm afraid something might happen to him, how could I possibly want him to be embarrassed?

"Actually... just now, I wasn't pinching his philtrum, but pinching his neck to make him pass out." Yue Yao said slowly.

"You... how could you...?!"

Zhang Yurong's eyes widened. She couldn't believe Yue Yao would be this kind of person; she had always treated Yue Yao like a sister. She quickly went to check on Li Yan.

"Feel his nose, is he still breathing? I didn't intend to harm him." Yue Yao guided Yurong's hand to Li Yan's nose.

Li Yan saw that Yue Yao was being mischievous tonight, and wanted her to cooperate but she deliberately made up stories, making him want to prank her too. He considered holding his breath but thought that Yurong might get really scared, so he decided against it.

"Right?"

"Hmm... Ah!"

Yue Yao giggled, and Li Yan secretly suffered. Because just after she let Yurong's hand feel his nose, she poked his nostril with her finger! He nearly cried out.

"Stop playing around!" Zhang Yurong frowned, feeling that Yue Yao was going too far tonight. "Let's position him better; his foot hanging down might affect blood circulation..."

She lowered herself to lift Li Yan's foot, moving him onto the bed, with Yue Yao helping alongside, and they placed Li Yan at the center of Yurong's bed.

"Okay, okay, Yurong, I won't tease you anymore. Just now, I was afraid he might have convulsions or spasms, so I made him pass out, you know, just like when a computer crashes, I shut it down..."

This explanation made Zhang Yurong feel embarrassed; this girl was too frivolous, wasn't she? A computer failure can't be fixed just by shutting down; when a person has a problem, making him pass out is like shutting down? She felt a bit overwhelmed, perhaps she shouldn't have called her over; she's only younger in age, with more experience in relationships, that's all.

"...But after hearing you, I thought of another possibility." Yue Yao continued enthusiastically, "Think about it, at that time he was kissing you! It's a man's dream; how could he suddenly get sick? At most, he exposed your clothes, couldn't stand it, got too excited—it's a heart issue, not something that would cause trembling."

Yurong saw her starting to analyze seriously and listened seriously too: "Then according to your observation..."

"I need to understand more about the situation. When he was pressing and kissing you, did you resist, like pushing him, biting him, using your foot on him?" Yue Yao asked in a professional investigation tone.

Though a bit embarrassed, Yurong still answered seriously: "Yes... he forcefully kissed me. This guy doesn't keep his word..."

She glanced at Li Yan. Yes! This guy just now acted all honorably like he was keeping a promise, only to lull me into letting my guard down, humph! I really shouldn't talk to him.

But seeing him lying motionless, recalling how he looked earlier, she felt a chill of fear, afraid that she might lose him, unable to breathe properly! She thought to herself, if this guy wakes up soon, I won't hold it against him this time... Wake up quickly.

Yue Yao nodded, "That makes sense, I guess when he kissed you, there was... a natural reaction... and you might have hit that area with your knee... causing unbearable pain."

"That area?" Yurong was taken aback, then quickly understood, blushed a little but shook her head: "Impossible, I don't have much strength, and I was pinned down anyway, at most I hit his leg..."

"Hard to say. You know, that's a man's most vulnerable spot; a bit more force could make someone useless. He probably got injured there, which is why he couldn't speak from the pain, trembled. That's why I said if you take him to the hospital, he might get laughed at, with everyone knowing he got kicked down there by his wife—not only he'll be embarrassed, but you'll also share in the disgrace."

Yue Yao, though sometimes like a dreamlike angel, also had another side resembling a grim reaper, and now, making up stories, she displayed some traits of her excuse as an online writer.

"Then... then what should we do?" Taking Li Yan to the hospital, of course, Yurong couldn't refuse, but if it's for an injury down there, it'd be humiliating. Moreover, he's still unconscious, if the hospital requires assistance or something, wouldn't that be awkward?

"This is my guess; first, we need to confirm if that's the issue. If not, we can look for another reason. Like sending him to the hospital, if that's the case..."

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